The Rebellious Spirit ~ 25

event type	discourse
date & time	22 Feb 1987, 19:00
location	Chuang Tzu Auditorium, Pune
language	English
audio	Available, duration 1h 50min. Quality: good.
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see also	timeline : Osho Timeline 1987 first edition : The Rebellious Spirit (1987.07) other editions, translations and links
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shorttitle	SPIRIT25

notes

synopsis: Reader of the questions: Sw Anand Vimal.

Question 1 from Sarjano

Beloved Osho,

Would you say this is not love?

For behind the tears of absence

Is a serene memory

As a constant presence in my center

Always, always in the center

Of my heart, of my feet,

All the directions of the earth,

The words and the silences,

The embraces and the songs,

But most of all

In the center of my sorrowing smile

Sometimes pained with rage.

So would you say this is not love?

Because I shout: "You bastards!"

For I cannot accept in silence or with joy

That they gag your mouth

And they fetter your feet.

Would you say this is not love?

The divine rage that screams within me

Singing its furious song

For the thousands and thousands of hearts

Who would have loved to meet you

But are hindered by boundaries of fear,

By bureaucracy, passports and masked manners.

Would you say if I could ask you

My eternal question

That I do not love you?

Because I feel to scream to them

That I love you, I love you,

And because I want them all to love you,

To be free

To love you and to meet you

Under every tree,

In every country,

On every street around the earth,

And because I wish for every wretch

You could reach out your hand

Or your infinite silence.

I would be dead by now

Forgotten of myself

If I had not met you.

And so I weep for all of those

Who died in forgetfulness

Of their own soul

Without having met you.

And again and again I scream:

"You bastards!"

Into the faces of those

Who try to chain you close

In order to keep you

From the thirsty and the lost.

So would you say this is not love?

For the scream is louder still

Than the silence.

For the heart is turmoil and the rage

Whets the intelligence

Like a sword to cut the chains,

To cut the heads of the parasites,

And to open a door

For intuition to enter.

I cannot take this any more,

The fear and the meanness of those who decide

What is right and what is wrong.

Nor the fear of those who are afraid

Of the songs,

Of the dance,

Of the music that springs up

When a living being

Meets you.

So, oh, my love, would you say

This is not love?

Question 2 from Anando

Beloved Osho, I don't know how you do it! One minute I think I am in the deepest depths of sadness, the blackest fog of despair, a total blot on the landscape, a complete mistake on the part of existence. The next minute you come dancing in my direction, a huge laugh bubbles up inside of me, and I am utterly in love with the world again -- at least until my next premenstrual crisis. What amazes me is that I am still amazed every time you do something like this, even after ten years. Will I ever learn?

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The Rebellious Spirit ~ 25

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